Chapter 22: Starving You, Starving You, Starving You (6)
Qianye suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Then give me my blood back. Although it's not valuable, you can't just drink it casually."
Wu Zhou's tall eyes narrowed slightly. Faced with Qianye's unreasonable troubles, he gritted his teeth and pushed himself up.
The thin quilt slipped off, revealing a bruised and purple wound. The white cloth wrapped around the waist had turned bright red at some point.
I wanted to simply leave, but I glanced around the room and didn't find his robe that had been taken off.
But now, except for the white cloth to bandage the wound and a thin quilt, he was completely naked.
Chiba smiled proudly, crossed his arms and tilted his head, and said slowly: "You can leave if you want, just go out so openly, I will never stop you. I have saved you once, and I did not send Buddha to you.
According to Western customs, I cannot give you new clothes."
"Shameless." Wu Zhou cursed through gritted teeth.
"We are just like little witches and big witches. I didn't find some wild man to lift his clothes casually." Qianye revealed his scars with an evil look on his face without mercy.
Wu Zhouyun's tired eyes suddenly became sharp, and the indifference he had always had seemed to be blown to pieces by a single word. He gritted his teeth tightly and was so angry that he was shaking all over.
But Chiba did not stop there, and continued to smile: "The white fox is a noble breed, and there is absolutely no way that wall foxes can be included in it. In other words, you are not hunting, but... you do have a different taste?"
"Shut up!" Wu Zhou shouted angrily. He opened his palm and found a white lotus slowly condensing in his trembling palm. A demonic wind rose around him.
Shi hurriedly stepped in front of Qianye. When Qianye saw something was wrong, he grabbed Xiao Fei and rushed out the door.
There was a loud bang, and half of the solid wooden house was destroyed in an instant. The evil wind howled and sawdust flew everywhere.
Fortunately, Qianye hid early, otherwise, not to mention her death, she would have been beaten to ashes, and even she would have been seriously injured and semi-disabled.
"Oh my God!" Qianye raised his head and exclaimed as he looked at the half-remaining wooden house. It was obviously a demon that was about to die. It was about to reveal its true form. How could it still have such strong attack power?
It was a bit hard for her to imagine what Wuri would be like in its heyday.
In heaven and on earth, where can he fit in?
But things are very different now. The dragon meets the shoals, the tiger falls on the plains...the risk factor is still very high.
Qianye walked in through the half-cut door, and sure enough, Wu Zhou was leaning against the wall beside the bed, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
The tip of the white tail is exposed from the waist, covering the lower abdomen, but it is... three?
Before she could figure it out, there was another slight movement under the thin quilt. Chiba hurriedly stepped forward and suddenly lifted the thin quilt. Her graceful long tail, dazzlingly white, was wrapped around her waist and scattered behind her. Four...
Looking at Qianye, she felt a little proud that her plan was about to fail, but it was more sad.
"You have seen that the deadline is approaching and you have no choice but to let me go. Otherwise, you cannot bear the consequences."
"This... is impossible?" Qianye looked at Shi in surprise, but he couldn't give her any answers to what she didn't know.
Qianye blinked, puzzled. It stands to reason that the demon's vitality is extremely strong. Although it was cast a bone-gnawing curse, it would not have any impact after it survived the attack.
In fact, the demon is not afraid of those flesh wounds at all. As long as the inner elixir is still there, even if the body is broken into pieces, it will only take a few days to recover and it will be intact as before.
But her understanding of demons has been completely overturned by Wu Zhou. There are wounds on his body that have not healed for a long time. Although he seems to be fine, his true colors are still slowly emerging.
It's as if the life force has been flowing out and no one can stop it.